06-20-2019, 06:35 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua knew almost absolutely nothing about gardening. He had never been trained to learn how to, and he had no interest in taking care of plants when he could just conjure up any plant that he needed. Killua also knew that most animals did not have the same abilities that he did and had to do everything the old fashioned way, which was fine with him. There were a couple of territories that he had been to that actually had gardens inside of them. He found some of the flowers that did grow in the garden to be interesting. Did Amorette garden? He couldn't remember. She probably did as she was the medic of the group that he was with for a long while, and she probably had to grow her own herbs. It would also make sense since she wore an apron once she no longer wore he raincoat. The raincoat was will in his possession and he wouldn't dare let it out of his site. Last time he saw his adopted sister she was a robot, but there may be a chance her soul could adapt to another body in the future. He's seen it done before. If he was told to garden, he is a quick learner so he didn't think it could possibly be that hard, but what did he know? They were just plants after all and having grown up in the household that he did, there was little that he did care about. However, he was great when it came to remembering all the different types of herbs that were used for medications. He was trained as his own personal medic at a young age and had loads of medical knowledge, and that knowledge had even helped save London's life when she was attacked by Guru. He never flaunted that he was a great medic, as he didn't want to have to be a medic for other people. It was annoying, and a complete hassle in his mind even if it meant saving lives. There were entire ranks in clans that were dedicated to medics, and he was more of a fighter anyway.
He took the lives, rarely saved them. It also helps that his body is immune to poisons and other ailments that could be injected into his body. He had venom, poisons, and other deadly materials injected into his body so that it would improve his immune system against those substances. There was no reason for him to create anti-venoms or cures for those ailments, as his body would simply filter them out. Of course, if he was injected with a poison that had a blood thinner, his blood would be thin, but it would take less time than a regular animal to recover from such a poison. He was adapted for combat and nothing else. Killua mostly kept to himself in the summer, trying to keep into the shade as much as possible. He didn't like the summer months and would much rather prefer winter when there was snow on the ground. It allowed for better camouflage, and it also didn't feel like he was melting. His metal claws felt hot in his sheathes due to the hot summer sun, and it certainly wasn't a nice feeling in the least. The assassin had found his albino black mamba companion, and Stark was probably still around somewhere. He flicked one of his large ears as he walked through the lower parts of the mountain that were more forested, before eventually leaping into the tree that was next to him. His metal claws gave him an extra grip on the tree, and then he did something that was common of him, and that was leaping from tree to tree as he explored the territory of Elysium.
There was nothing else for him to do after all. His enhanced senses were able to pick up the sound of two familiar voices in the distance. His movements remained completely silent thanks to his air elementals, and he landed in a tree that was adjacent to the garden. Not directly over the garden since it was in more of a clearing so that the plants could get more sunlight. His sapphire blue eyes looked at Lilja and Straw and he listened into their conversation about plants. Wow. They did seem to know a lot, not that it really interested him. He already knew that they had a greenhouse, whoever tended to it he had no idea. He laid himself down on the tree branch that he was on, letting one of his legs dangle. After a second of hearing them talk, he would let a soft whistle escape his jaws, as a means of expressing that he was impressed. He never heard anyone talk about gardening with such passion and with knowledge before. "Wow, you sure do know a lot about plants. You certainly put a lot of work into this garden, and I have to say it's pretty cool." Killua would state calmly as his gaze would drift over the different labeled plants that were around. Then, his attention moved back toward the red panda and the direwolf. "How come you like plants so much?" A simple question and he seemed to tilt his head in a curious manner. The young assassin simply didn't get the appeal of plants all that much.
He took the lives, rarely saved them. It also helps that his body is immune to poisons and other ailments that could be injected into his body. He had venom, poisons, and other deadly materials injected into his body so that it would improve his immune system against those substances. There was no reason for him to create anti-venoms or cures for those ailments, as his body would simply filter them out. Of course, if he was injected with a poison that had a blood thinner, his blood would be thin, but it would take less time than a regular animal to recover from such a poison. He was adapted for combat and nothing else. Killua mostly kept to himself in the summer, trying to keep into the shade as much as possible. He didn't like the summer months and would much rather prefer winter when there was snow on the ground. It allowed for better camouflage, and it also didn't feel like he was melting. His metal claws felt hot in his sheathes due to the hot summer sun, and it certainly wasn't a nice feeling in the least. The assassin had found his albino black mamba companion, and Stark was probably still around somewhere. He flicked one of his large ears as he walked through the lower parts of the mountain that were more forested, before eventually leaping into the tree that was next to him. His metal claws gave him an extra grip on the tree, and then he did something that was common of him, and that was leaping from tree to tree as he explored the territory of Elysium.
There was nothing else for him to do after all. His enhanced senses were able to pick up the sound of two familiar voices in the distance. His movements remained completely silent thanks to his air elementals, and he landed in a tree that was adjacent to the garden. Not directly over the garden since it was in more of a clearing so that the plants could get more sunlight. His sapphire blue eyes looked at Lilja and Straw and he listened into their conversation about plants. Wow. They did seem to know a lot, not that it really interested him. He already knew that they had a greenhouse, whoever tended to it he had no idea. He laid himself down on the tree branch that he was on, letting one of his legs dangle. After a second of hearing them talk, he would let a soft whistle escape his jaws, as a means of expressing that he was impressed. He never heard anyone talk about gardening with such passion and with knowledge before. "Wow, you sure do know a lot about plants. You certainly put a lot of work into this garden, and I have to say it's pretty cool." Killua would state calmly as his gaze would drift over the different labeled plants that were around. Then, his attention moved back toward the red panda and the direwolf. "How come you like plants so much?" A simple question and he seemed to tilt his head in a curious manner. The young assassin simply didn't get the appeal of plants all that much.
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO